I got to take a week of vacation up in the Sierras with my Dad and my brother hunting deer. The hunting was great, even though we never saw anything that we could bring home.
My Dad summed it up on the last day of the season when he said something to the effect of “It’s amazing the beautiful places that I’d never go to if it wasn’t for the chance that I’d find a deer to shoot.”
When I got back to civilization I found excellent news waiting. A new partner joined the team and brought me over the 10% mark. Praise God!
It is a beautiful world that God has created. I’m going to miss the Sierras. Of course bear season is still open. Hmmm.